Aaron's POV
Rebecca had fallen unconscious and it was all the crying that made her sick. Her eyes were closed and her lashes kissed her cheek with tears still stuck on her lashes. I could see her flawless skin shine under the sun rays as she lay motionless in bed. I wished to do so many things to her. My imagination had gone wild in the past week but, I knew she wasn't well.
Her constant protests to get away from me had my self-control losing. She was one feisty lady who was throwing her tantrums at me but, this was even worse. She lay in bed all day with a drip on her hand while I stayed by her side staring at her pretty face.
I wish I could take all her pain and sufferings away. I was super pissed! Somehow I couldn't stand to see her losing her strength, it was as if she was winning
